A/N Sorry guys for not updating in such a long long time. Its just because of all the homework and projects that I have. And the exams. Well, let's continue with the story.
First subject: history. I walked in while Mr. Newberly was teaching something about the Victoria or Greek, I'm not sure which one.
"Ah, Ellie. You are five minutes late," Mr. Newberly said.
With that, everyone turned their attention towards me. Great. Just what I need first thing in the morning.
"Sorry, Mr. Newberly. I got hung up at home," I lied.
He noded to me to take a seat. I walked to my usual seat beside Anne and took out my half-done History homework.
"What happened at home or is it another excuse?" asked Anne.
"What and how do you know its an excuse?" I said, surprised.
"Its so obvious. It showed all over your face and your voice," Anne replied.
"Oh. Then, I guess I'd do some practice on that."
"Don't. it'll just make you worse. You wouldn't want to be a liar, do you?"
"Just for emergencies," I said awkwardly.
"God. I can't believe it. It's just the third week of school and I'm late already," Will said during recess.
"Well, its already the third week. I'm always late starting from the first week when I'm still studying at my previous school," I replied.
Will gaped at me.
"What?" I said.
"I see. So, I've made a new discovery. You are always late. But you better don't pass that habit to me. If not, I'll be facing lots of trouble."
"Ya ya," I said.
"Hey, I've football practice today," Will said, changing the subject.
"Oh. That's okay. So, I guess I've to walk home myself."
"Yeah, but just for today. You don't mind, do you?"
"No, not a bit," I said.
In the afternoon, the bell that shows that shool is over rang again. Students rushed out of their homerooms and headed for the field for walk straight home. But usually, half of the school will spend the rest of their day at McDonald.
"Well, see you next week," I said to Anne who is still packing her books.
"Right. Bye." Anne said, then she waved me goodbye. I waved back then I left.
I went straight home today instead of going to McDonald because I have so many tonnes of homework that it is going to be higher than Mount. Everest. I know it sounded as if I'm exaggerating but actually (if you'd believe me) its true. I have to pile myy homework in two or three piles because it would probably topple over if I arrange it in one pile.
I took a shower immediately after I reached home. I washed myself throughly from head to toe hoping to realease the amount of stress that's now piling on me. Halfway through the shower, I heard a knock on my door. Hoping it to be Will, I called out, "Yes? I'm in the shower."
"Oh," to my great dissapointment, came my mother's voice. "By the way, Ellie, you've got a letter. And…it anonymus."
"Oh, okay," I said wondering who it could have been. 'Maybe it's Nancy. She must have forgotten to write her name or she's trying to pretend she's someone else again' I thought. (we played a game about wrting a letter to each other and pretending we're someone else when we're young)
I dried myself with the the towel and went into my room. The letter is a few inches away from the door. My mum must have slipped it through the gap. I picked up the letter and look at it for a moment before tearing it open. 'It doesn't look like the way Nancy sends a letter' I was thinking. Maybe it really is someone else after all. I tore open the letter. I couldn't judge on the handwriting because it was typed and printed. There's one thing I could be sure of now and it's that it's not Nancy. That's for sure because Nancy never types a letter. The letter was typed in red ink and it says:
Dear Ellie/Elle (although I should not call you 'Dear' at all),
I really hope you received this letter because then you won't be prepared and do what I ask you to. There's just one simple reason I wrote this letter and it is: I want to tell you that you've done something very wrong and you're guilty. The only thing I want you to do is: hand over Will and everything will be fine. Well, I've stated my reason and you better do what I ask you to if not you'll regret it. And I mean it
P.S. To type this letter for you, I've wasted my time and my precious ink.
Yours truly,
Jennifer Gold
(Will's only girlfriend and always will be)
I stared at this letter open-mouthed. 'you'll regret it' what does that mean? Regret what? At this point, there's another knock on my bedroom door making me jump.
"Come in," I said.
The door opened revealing Will. My face brighten at the sight of him.
"So, whassup?" Will said.
I showed Will the letter. he stared at it for a moment or two, then a slow smile spread over his face and he started laughing. Really laughing. I was annoyed by this sudden change of atmosphere so I asked, "What?!"
"You can't believe this load of rubbish," he said still laughing uncontrollably.
"But- but those- she sounded serious!" I said suddenly full of rage.
Will must have sensed this for he stop laughing and said at once,
"Whoa. Don't get angry. You don't know Jennifer. She's always full of rubbish. Once, she even told me that there's worm in her spaghetti. And when her had her period a few days later than she expected, she came to tell me that she's pregnant. Such nonsense," Will said.
I looked straight into his eyes to make sure this piece of information isn't made-up. And I knew almost immediately that he wasn't lying for there doesn't seem to be a single lie in his eyes.
"OK. I trust you," I said to him.
"Yeah, you can trust me all right," he replied pulling me into a hug. "And don't let these rubbish letters scare you anymore," he reminded me.
I noded and walked over to my bag to take out my homework.
Soon, it was time for dinner. Will and me watched a few movies before we went to sleep. We can have the TV all for ourselves because my parents were so tired today that they went to sleep right after dinner. I was tired too and I fell asleep with my head on Will's shoulder halfway through the movie. Will woke me up at midnight and dragged me to my room. I muttered goodnight and shut the door behind me but Will put his foot him the way.
"Can I come in?" he asked expectantly.
That question woke me up completely.
"But yesterday-" I started.
"It's ok. I'll wake early tomorrow." And when I continued staring at him he added hastily, "I promise."
So, I let him in.
I pulled on my best pajama and climbed into bed after Will. He took off his T-Shirt again and I fell asleep with my head on his chest…
A/N So…how is it? I hope it's long enough. It's taken me quite some time. I'll update again but I can't promise you when. But I promise it won't be a cliffhanger )